He's not that bad..right?
I Will Never Hurt You (Hiatus)"Okay listen up maggots!! Today we'll be playing...
soccer" the coach, Mr. Park, bellowed staring at us with a look that could kill.
I just love P.E.. teachers, they really know how to make
someone feel like dirt, I LOVE IT!!!!!
And we get to play soccer!
Looking around my P.E. class I tried to look for all the good
players from last year.
Mmm well there is Minho, he was one of the best players last year.
Staring at his back intently, I guess he could feel my stare, because
he turned around and raised an eyebrow at me.
Quickly making the come here motion with my hand I smiled at him.
He slowly made his way over to me, Gaahh hes moving so slow!!, once he finally
got to me he smiled.
"Hey Amber, what did you want??" I leaned forward slightly, seeing
me do this he did the same.
"Do you remember or know of any good soccer players in this class?" he looked around
and pointed to a boy with a baby face.
I haven't seen him before, must be a new student.
"That kids really good, his name is Luhan. Hes one of the new kingkas that
transferred here from China" my eyes widened, the Luhan
guy was standing next to Chanyeol and Kris!!
"Amber! Minho! Is there something you would like to share?" Mr. Park stood
right in front of us, the whole class had their eyes on us.
Straightening up I cleared my throat, I was about to say something
but before I could Minho started talking.
"There is something we would like to share," Minho grabbed my hand, "Amber and I
are going out" surprised by what he suddenly said I choked on
my own spit.
For some reason my eyes darted over to where
Chanyeol, Kris, and Luhan had been. My stomach dropped
all of them were looking at us, Chanyeol had a hurt look on his face.
Kris looked extremely pissed off, why? I have no idea but I
do know that if looks killed Minho and I would already be dead.
Laughing nervously I yanked my hand away from Minho, "he is just messing with you guys.
We aren't dating, we never did" .
Turning to Minho I glared, gulping he took a few steps
back.
"It is true I was lying when I said we were dating" he held his hands up in surrender.
"Anyways with that over, lets start class. I will choose two people to be
team captains, they will then take turns choosing from the rest of the class
until no one is left" after Mr. Park was done explaining
he scanned the class, probably trying to see who had the most
potential to be team captain.
Please pick me! Please pick me!!! I slightly jumped up and down.
"Kris, and Chanyeol," he pointed at both of them, "you guys will be the team captains".
Startled the two boys pointed at themselves, which got them an
annoyed glare from said coach.
WWHHHHAAAAATTTTT!!!!!! No fair! Pouting I stomped my foot.
Doesn't matter I will do my best whatever team I on, please let me be
on Chanyeol's team!!
"Um..sir who chooses first?" Chanyeol shyly spoke up.
"Well I'm pretty sure you guys won't choose the same person on the
first try. Just say the name at the same time" Mr. Park said looking at his clipboard the whole
time.
Kris and Chanyeol shared a look, "Amber!" "Amber".
Every ones eyes widened, some girls glared at me while some boys glared at them.
"Uh, well then I guess you guys have to play rock paper scissors to see what
team she ends up on. That reminds me what is going to be your team names?" the coach
raised an eyebrow at the two.
"Phoenix! I like the name, my team name is phoenix!!" Chanyeol beamed.
AAWWWW!! How cu-wait Amber no!! This can not happen!!
"I like the sound of dragon" Kris said with a face.
Holy damn his voice is deep!!! So attractive~
What the hell did I just...oh damn.
Gaaahhhhh!!!! I'm going
mad!!
"Okay so now that we have the names settled, on with the Amber thing"
coach waved a dismissive hand at the two.
My cheeks reddened at his statement. Stupid coach making me blush!!!
"On the count of three" coach turned and faced them.
"One," he held up a finger, "two," and another finger, "three".
Their hands came down, it felt like slow motion, the anticipation was pulsing through my veins.
I looked at their hands intently, one was paper the other was rock.
Slowly tracing the hand that was paper with my eyes I was horrified...Kris had paper.
Does this earth hate me!!!! I'm on the jerks team...kill me now.
Dragging my feet I walked to his side, I could feel glares on my back.
Stupid jealous mean fangirls!!!
I spaced out the rest of them choosing more teammates, I snapped back to reality
when I noticed I was in defender position.
I looked around and saw that my team was made up of Kris, Taemin, Joon, Youngmin, Kwangmin,
Peniel, Hyoyeon, Minzy, Suzy, and I.
Not a bad team, Taemin is an awesome player same with Hyoyeon, Joon, and Peniel. But I'm still stuck
with Kris as captain!!!!
Looking at the other team I realized Minho was on the other team.
Oh no..I was always on Minho's team, seeing how he didn't go easy on anyone; even girls.
I can take it!! I'm not afraid of getting hurt, I could do this.
Minho and I met gazes, his was challenging, mine was accepting the challenge.
Taemin walked up to the middle of the field, Luhan in front of him. Once
again anticipation pulsed through my veins, my heartbeat speeding up.
Coach walked up between them, the whistle between his lips, the high pitched sound filled the air.
Taemin kicked the ball behind Luhan, darting passed Hyuna; who did nothing, Peniel right behind Taemin.
Minho kicked the ball away from Taemin and ran down the field while his teammates
guarded him. Leeteuk on his right, Yoseob on his left, with Chanyeol bringing up the rear.
J-Da stood to the side not wanting to get hurt, same with Daehyun and Gyuri.
Pfft afraid to get hurt are we?? Well I'm not *evil smile*.
Leeteuk blocked Hyoyeon while Yoseob was blocking Joon. Chanyeol got left with blocking Minzy
and Suzy, leaving me to Minho. By now I'm guessing Kris was the goalie.
Running up to Minho we bumped shoulders as our feet
fought over the ball. Loosing my balance at one point, feeling one of my feet
twist as I tumbled forward
into Minho. With the sudden pressure of my body weight we fell and rolled on the ground.
Everyone ran towards us, some worried others not. Minho got
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